I NEED TO BE THE ONE WHO TAKES YOU HOME

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"We had a deal." Ethan says.

"What fucking deal? You dragged me into this shit and now you want me to just walk away from the only person who's ever given a shit about me?" I ask.

"Well, yes." Ethan says.

"Go fuck yourself. You're fired." I say.

"Fired?!" Ethan asks.

"Fired. F-I-R-E-D." I say.

"You can't fire me." He says.

"I just did." I say.

"You'll regret this. You don't think I'll tell Hailee?" He says.

"No, I don't. There's no way to explain this entire thing without lighting yourself on fire too. And she's your cash cow, you don't wanna lose her." I say.

I walk out and slam the door shut.

Time Skip

"So after this game, when's your next one?" Hailee asks.

"A week." I say shooting the ball into the net.

"Why?" I ask picking the ball up.

"I was thinking we could get away for a little while. Like 4-5 days." Hailee says.

"Okay, where do you wanna go?" I ask.

"Always wanted to go to Italy." Hailee says.

"Okay, book it and let me know. You want my card?" I say.

"My treat." Hailee says.

I smile and nod.

"Hey, Y/l/n." Madison says walking in.

"See you two made up." Madison says.

"Mhm." I say.

"In more ways than one." Hailee says.

"Damn, okay. I see you." Madison says as Hailee giggles.

"They're letting a reporter in to interview you." Madison says.

"Who?" Y/n asks.

"Chloe Sidesurf." Madison says.

"Oh." Y/n says as Madison walks away.

"You okay?" I ask.

"I kinda... dated her for on and off for a year in secret." Y/n says.

"You dated Chloe Sidesurf?" I asks.

"Yes, it was probably my most serious relationship aside from ours." She says.

"Oh, you've got a type." I say.

"What? No, I don't." She says.

"Me and her are damn near twins. Same hair and eye color." I say.

"It's just a coincidence." She says.

"Whatever floats your boat." I say.

The doors open and Chloe comes in with a cameraman.

"Nice to see you again, Y/n." Chloe says.

Y/n nods and Chloe hugs her. I squint my eyes and Y/n holds her hands up.

"We rolling?" Chloe asks.

"3, 2, 1." The cameraman says.

"I'm here with Y/n Y/l/n, a player for the Aces. How are you feeling about tonight's game?" Chloe says.

"Confident." Y/n says.

"I'm sure you are." Chloe says, smirking.

Is this bitch seriously flirting with Y/n while I'm 3 feet away?

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